Graduated in 1995 with a BA in English. Was a supervisor at FAO Schwarz at the time (worked full time through college), but that didn't seem an appropriate way of applying the education my parents paid for, so I got a job in the customer service department of a local mutual fund company, editing form letters and researching complaints and what have you. Did well at that and scurried up the corporate ladder to management.
Decided I had had enough of customer service and managing people so I transferred over to Marketing, roughly two months before a massive department shake-up. After a demoralizing year, suffering under a vicious cunt of a manager and wondering if I was going to get shit canned before being fully vested (or just quit in disgust), I got "laterally demoted" to a QC department. First year was a good'un, as I had a kick ass boss and it was good to be doing something that wasn't enveloped with shitty, shifty office politics. Second year I finally put that degree to use, when I got hired to write reviews of albums, interview bands, and other editorial hoo-hah for StonerRock.com. It was a good distraction, as one year of QC work was about all I could take (very assembly-line and boring).
After the third, insufferable year, I escaped to IT, where I currently am. Do a combination of layout and database work, automating marketing material and whatnot. It's slightly more exciting than it reads, if only because it involves an even mix of left brain/right brain thinking. The corporate process sucks an unsightly amount of balls, and they're doing as much as they can to stifle innovation from within in typical corporate fashion. Because I work for a corporation, duh. But it pays the mortgage and I'm so spectacular at my job (no, really) that they cut me a lot of slack and put up with me being weird.
Quit the writing gig a couple of years ago, as work, fatherhood, and general malaise about writing about bands that sound like Kyuss proved too much to bear. I'm sure you were all torn up about that too.
devil dick wrote:
rock & roll pays very little....
I think I got paid more writing than you did rocking.